I only had the honor of meeting Mr. Wolfe on a couple of occasions over the last few years, but I feel like I knew him well thanks to the stories and memorabilia Janice so lovingly shared with me about her dad. She was so proud of him and loved him very much as evidenced by the beautiful scrapbooks she made of his accomplishments, the pictures she would share via Facebook of their adventures, and the fond way she would recount tales about it. I know of his devotion to the Washington Redskins, his service to his country, and his love for his family.
Losing someone is never easy; losing someone who had had such a huge impact on the lives of others is exponentially more difficult. The more meaningful the person was to you, the more poignantly you experience their absence. I pray that you find comfort in shared memories and realize that the magnitude of your grief is a reflection of your love for him and of his impact on your lives. His legacy lives on in each person he nurtured, and if Janice is any measure of that, then the world is so much richer for having been inhabited by such a magnificent man. May God welcome him with the words, "well done, my good and faithful servant!"